236 Tarzan of the Apes
In the grass at the entrance to her bower she saw the im-
print of his body where he had lain all night to guard her.
She knew that the fact that he had been there was all that
had permitted her to sleep in such peaceful security.
With him near, who could entertain fear? She wondered
if there was another man on earth with whom a girl could
feel so safe in the heart of this savage African jungle. Even
the lions and panthers had no fears for her now.
She looked up to see his lithe form drop softly from a
near-by tree. As he caught her eyes upon him his face light-
ed with that frank and radiant smile that had won her
confidence the day before.
As he approached her Jane’s heart beat faster and her
eyes brightened as they had never done before at the ap-
proach of any man.
He had again been gathering fruit and this he laid at the
entrance of her bower. Once more they sat down together
to eat.
Jane commenced to wonder what his plans were. Would
he take her back to the beach or would he keep her here?
Suddenly she realized that the matter did not seem to give
her much concern. Could it be that she did not care!
She began to comprehend, also, that she was entirely
contented sitting here by the side of this smiling giant eat-
ing delicious fruit in a sylvan paradise far within the remote
depths of an African jungle—that she was contented and
very happy.
She could not understand it. Her reason told her that she
should be torn by wild anxieties, weighted by dread fears,